sad poetry

The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.

Remorse
I felt no remorse They condemned me and cursed me But still, I felt nothing They showed me the silent corpse The withering creature she had come to be And yes it was my doing But still, I felt no remo...
MELODI 16 days ago
Let Me Be
I repeat let me be as if I’m talking to myself no one there to hear me speak. I’m split in between two wars in my head a lifelong battle here perhaps. Feels like talking to the mirror the more I try t...
Cassie Ridge17 days ago
Red
All she sees is red. The walls are red. The floor is red. The ceiling. Her bed. The lights. The sky. The sun. The moon. Everything. Red. As she walks down the hall, Her classmates, they are red. When ...
Kenya Milsap17 days ago
I Think You Knew
I THINK YOU KNEW THAT MY HEART WAS IN DANGER THAT YOU WOULD BE THAT ONE AGAIN I THINK YOU KNEW THAT YOU HAD DEMONS TOO AND COULDNT HANDLE TAKING ON MINES THAT WE WOULD RUN OUT OF TIME AND WILL NO LONG...
Jillian Weiss17 days ago
Dance with Me
I see you and you see me. Will you not Dance with Me? There is freedom and then there is life. Dance with me through rivers cold. Walk with me in mountains bold. Could it be that you are the one for m...
Kiersten Fox17 days ago
Epithets and Epitaphs
Blank pages like empty graves waiting to be filled with sorrow wrap the pages in leather string, tie it tight and drop it in burying the pain in order to move on. Memories attempt to soothe flower pet...
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Jessica 18 days ago
A Christian’s Atheistic Thoughts
Am I forgetting What I was taught as a young girl? Is perspective changing As I see a map of earth unfurl? Am I doubting the heavens That are suppose to be, beyond the sky? Am I starting to question W...
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Jessica 18 days ago
Cross My Heart and Hope to Die
The laughter of three little girls replays in my head, I remember them dreaming, of what would lie ahead. A journey of sisterhood, to mold their love for each other. But unfortunately, time ruled on A...
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Jessica 18 days ago
Outdated Robot
There was a robot That was sitting on the floor He was sad, because he was told He wasn’t needed anymore. Little to no surprise He knew the day would come. For he understood how humans functioned, How...
Abigail Rose19 days ago
Losing You
I’m mad at the world But you probably won’t understand I’m faced with the fact that I might lose my dad Even though we aren’t related He came into my life and helped make this house a home Helped make...
Mindless
I can't sleep. I guess my mind is running wild again. What's does that mean? I don't know, my friend. I wish I had the words, or the courage or the wisdom. I wish I had the confidence, the security, a...
Kaloriinn Mason19 days ago
The Unknown
Oh where hath the stars gone That shone the night on high And whence has the moon run from barren sky when did all the flowers grey and wilt from bloom how did I find this empty world of gloom for soo...
Ink Mouse19 days ago
The Moon
Her skin pale, her mood swings the ocean, waves kiss the shore gently, as she hides her face, shy, she watches on. When full her beauty glows on us, giving me hope, howling... sing her a song of grace...
Tomás Brandão20 days ago
Time
Tired of this Tired of failing Tired of Trying So Tired I'm no Rat I crave not junk Then why Oh why do I see myself as one Why do I always feel like so why do I always feel like crawling Why? Is it fa...
Difference
You are not us. You are them. You have abandoned us You have succumbed to their ways You are a traitor A murderer You have turned your back on us You have gone against our ways You love the wrong soun...
Pacho Poetry20 days ago
With the Passing of Time...
Yesterday, I wasn't as old as I am today. Yesterday, I let my destructive pride get in the way. Yesterday, I viewed the journey of life through a different lens. Yesterday is a day I wish could be cle...
Nneka Okeke21 days ago
The Sea and Me
I am in an ocean, a sea, Yet the only one here is me. Alone in my thoughts, Alone with the world. Alone with the sea, That seems to mock, And it always talks, Probably about me, Who is called lonely, ...
Caitlin Parsons21 days ago
Depression
I’m depressed. And when I say that I’m depressed, what I really mean is that my fleeting thoughts of wanting to die have now extended their stay. I want to stray so far from the life that I have creat...